The Only Constant (Taekook)
Three
Sweat drips from Taehyung's brow. He feels like there is molten lava swirling beneath his skin but he refuses to let go of Jungkook.
He squeezes him even tighter.
Taehyung is even clingier than usual, not that Jungkook minds.
Taehyung's head is laying on Jungkook's shoulder, his eyes fixated on the scent gland on Jungkook's neck.
He has the strong desire to sink his teeth into it, to claim Jungkook as his and only his, to make him whimper and writhe beneath him in pain and pleasure.
He curses himself inside his head.
Some lines aren't supposed to be crossed. Jungkook is his best friend. He shouldn't have these types of thoughts about him.
Then all of a sudden, visions of Jungkook crying as Taehyung takes him roughly cloud his mind.
He can feel himself hardening in his pants. This is dangerous.
He won't even pierce the skin, a soft little nibble should be okay, right?
Taehyung rubs his nose against Jungkook's scent gland.
He says as he pushes Taehyung's face away. His eyes never leave the TV, so engrossed in the drama he is watching.
Taehyung bares his teeth with every intention of biting Jungkook's neck.
He's so close - so, so close - but he stops himself, and it takes everything inside him to do so.
Taehyung detaches himself from Jungkook so abruptly, it causes Jungkook to finally look up from the television.
Jungkook
Is something wrong?
Taehyung
I'm gonna go home.
Taehyung
I need to lie down.
Jungkook frowns, his lips forming a pout.
Jungkook
Are you sure you're okay?
Taehyung
I just need some rest is all.
Jungkook nods in understanding.
Jungkook
I'll get the driver to take you home.
Jungkook is about to stand when Taehyung stops him.
Taehyung
There's no need for that.
Taehyung
I want to walk anyway. I could use the fresh air.
Jungkook
Okay then, hyung.
Jungkook
I'll come by to see you tomorrow after school, okay?
Taehyung leaves and Jungkook's room feels a little bit colder.
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